August 15th, 2009

oregon, willamette, 1 proxy falls


Today my book group meets in the East Bay for swimming, food, and wine.   Yesterday, "granmamma" and I took Zach and his three year old friend Carter to Stinson Beach for a day of delight.  We thought they would get tired, but sweet little legs and feet ran and jumped and climbed and we followed in
exhilaration twined.  Zach is growing up.  We watch in amazement.  Perhaps that is what this summer is about for me, enjoying observing the young mature.   When does one step in and when does one step back?  Zach and Carter followed a gull on the beach.  I followed them and discovered the teenagers have their own place to sun and flirt.  Twas fun!!

The Red Poppy

- Louise Gluck

The great thing
is not having
a mind. Feelings:
oh, I have those; they
govern me. I have
a lord in heaven
called the sun, and open
for him, showing him
the fire of my own heart, fire
like his presence.
What could such glory be
if not a heart? Oh my brothers and sisters,
were you like me once, long ago,
before you were human? Did you
permit yourselves
to open once, who would never
open again? Because in truth
I am speaking now
the way you do. I speak
because I am shattered.

Enjoy your day, however gathered or shattered, opened or closed.  May it be exuberant and luxurious with petals and flowers, sun, earth, moon, sky.  

garden at green gulch

Sacred Days of Summer!

Last weekend I picked tomatoes in Jeff and Jan's garden and today in Penny and Tom's.  We were handed a bag today and told to go out in the garden and take what we wanted.  I felt I was on an Easter egg hunt as I peeked and peered through leaves and vines.  The last time I was at Penny and Tom's, they had a swimming pool but they wanted a garden, so the pool was filled with dirt and now beds have been raised and worm castings added and it is like paradise.  Last weekend and this I was awed with this miracle of growth.  There is dirt and then green and then food. I know there is work in between, preparation of the soil and nurturing and it is a most sacred rite to watch this growth, and then, be invited into a garden to give a little squeeze, to pluck, inhale, and taste.  My bounty is now home.  I am blessed!

Even after being at the beach most of the day yesterday, Zach didn't want to go inside, so they went to an outdoor restaurant and then he and Gpa slept outside.  The days are getting shorter and I felt the air change around six so the fog will come in tonight and still we are enjoying sleeping outside.  I feel so refreshed as though I'm wiggling attachment to a vine.